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EMME

A fter everything that had happened over the last two weeks, I was so ready to lose myself in Hunter.

We hadn’t really had a chance to be together since our predator and prey claiming, and I was ready to come from the sensation of his finger sliding in my ass.

I’d never felt anything like it before, and goddess save me, I liked it.

When Hunter removed his hand from my body and lowered me to the ground, I barely stopped the pout from puffing out my lip. With a low laugh, he soaped up his hands with his body wash, the scent decidedly more masculine than my usual, and I loved that I’d soon smell as dark and spicy as Hunter.

His eyes were almost pitch black as he ran his hands over my shoulders, lingering on his bite, while ignoring the other two.

When he washed down my breasts, he cupped their weight, his thumb brushing over my nipples in a maddening back and forth motion.

His responding groan was low, but I heard and loved that he was as affected by all of this as me.

After driving me to the edge of my sanity, he continued down my stomach, over my thighs, and even dropped to his knees to soap up my legs, feet, and toes. This alpha on his knees was my fucking undoing .

By the time he finished cleaning me, my skin tingled, and my core throbbed in a steady beat that almost sent me to my knees as well. Hunter shifted his weight to pull us under the water, and the deliberate way he removed the soap only increased my aching need.

“Please,” I begged as I slid my hands into his luscious hair. “This isn’t the pain I meant, Hurricane. I’m desperate here, and I demand you make me come.”

The growl of his wolf was rumbly against my stomach, as his tongue darted out to swipe through the water cascading down my skin. He kissed and bit a path south, and I tried to drag his head to the spot I needed , but he was too strong to shift.

I’d handed over my control to this alpha, in my need to let go, which meant I got to suffer and enjoy every damn second of him edging me.

His palms wrapped around my thighs, and long fingers parted my center.

He stared for many seconds, and it was only the hungry desire on his face that kept me from feeling self-conscious.

“This is the prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, and all I could feel was awe and desire through our bond.

Before I could reply, Hunter pressed forward, swiping his hot, wet tongue through my folds and inside me, cutting off all rational thought.

He flattened his tongue and ran it from my asshole all the way to my clit, and if his strong hold on my thighs hadn’t been keeping me upright, my legs would have collapsed. The urge to scream increased as he continued this slow exploration of my body, until ragged breaths burst from me.

My vision darkened on the sides, possibly due to a lack of oxygen, as I struggled to feel everything and still breathe at the same time.

Hunter was relentless as he held me in place and devoured me. He deliberately kept the build of pleasure slow and steady, until my center throbbed in a heavy beat, and I was so close to tumbling from the top of a very intense peak.

My legs and thighs trembled and the pressure in my lower half caused the very real pain I’d been craving.

A gush of pre-cum slid between my thighs, but Hunter didn’t let any of it escape.

His fingers captured what his mouth missed, and I could feel him sliding my release back inside me.

Goddess, as punishing as the edging felt, it was also amazing, and he was definitely in the running to be called a good boy.

Only that wasn’t his kink.

His was control, and I’d surrendered to him tonight.

Knowing it would be futile to beg, I bit my lip until I tasted blood and closed my eyes against the throbbing.

He thrust his tongue inside as his thumb circled my clit, and this time he didn’t back off.

He pushed me over that damn edge and I came so hard that the back of my head hit the tiled wall of the shower.

When he made a move to check on me, I tightened my hands in his hair and locked my thighs around his face until he took the hint. He plunged his fingers inside me, pumping hard as his tongue circled my clit, and it was only seconds until I came again, my oversensitive nerve endings screaming at me.

By the time he stood and caught me in his arms, I was ready to pass out in sated relief and exhaustion. “Is your head okay, mate?” he asked, gently probing the small bump that would heal soon.

“It’s perfect,” I said, voice ragged. “I’m perfect. That was exactly what I needed.” My head lolled against his chest as he supported my weight.

“Oh, we’re not done, baby girl,” he said, his right hand cupping my throat until he had my head angled back for a kiss.

He worshipped my mouth, and I was drugged by the kisses, holding on to his thick biceps for stability.

The kiss was transformative, and I wasn’t sure I’d be the same shifter by the time he was done.

Hunter shut off the water as he lifted me out of the stall and onto the bathmat, drying us both in seconds.

He kissed me again until I was a throbbing, needy mess, ready to explode at the slightest touch.

When we entered the dark, cool bedroom, I headed for the bed, only to find wafts of caramel and cinnamon filling the space. Along with one of my favorite shifters.

“What are you doing here, annoying pup?” Hunter growled, as we both took in the near naked shifter, sprawled back in his black boxer briefs, watching us closely.

Kellan’s lazy grin didn’t match the violet flare of his eyes. “Training finished early, and my mate’s siren song called me into the party.” He propped himself up on his elbows, and my line of sight went straight to the pop of his abdominal muscles, thick and prominent in that position.

These alphas and their overachieving ways were really starting to grow on me.

“You wouldn’t be thinking of keeping her all to yourself, right?” Kellan added, looking between Hunter and me. “Sharing is caring after all.”

Hunter’s chest rose with a puff, but he didn’t rebuke his brother. “Our mate wants to forget tonight,” he murmured, brushing his hand down my shoulder, which sent a shiver through me. “She wants us to take control. Are you up for that task, pup?”

When his wolf’s energy rose, Kellan’s eyes darkened further. “Fuck yes. Whatever my Shortcake needs, I will be up for.”

“There’s my good boy,” I whispered, because it wasn’t a one-way street here. We all had our own needs and wants.

Kellan groaned, and palmed his cock through his boxers, the thick outline as obvious as his abs. “I think I just came. Lucky, I have a quick rebound time.”

His refractory period was exceptional. Hunter’s too.

I was one lucky omega.

Hunter nudged me forward and I crawled onto the bed, shimmying over to the center.

Kellan immediately rolled into my left, his hands sliding along my tits, cupping them.

His tongue caressed the left nipple before he sucked the hard tip into his mouth, sending a spark of pleasure all the way to my clit.

In response, I parted my legs, and he glided one of his hands down my stomach and into my core, finding very little resistance. He thrust into me, hard and fast, and my cry was lost in Hunter’s mouth as he crawled in on my other side and kissed me.

“I will never get enough of you,” he breathed, his tongue sliding across mine, leaving me with that drugged, desperate feeling again. “So sweet and spicy. And all fucking mine.”

Kellan’s thumb flicked across my clit, and between his touch and Hunter’s words, I was spiraling into another orgasm, my cries filling the bedroom.

When he was finished dragging every last swirl of pleasure from me, Kellan released my nipple from his mouth and dragged his soaked fingers up my body, leaving my cum streaking over my stomach.

Hunter joined him in cleaning those trails, both of them lapping and groaning over my skin as they tasted my release. Kellan ended up reaching my mouth, and while his touch was softer than Hunter’s, it was no less possessive.

Hunter continued down until he reached my pussy, his tongue tracing through the remnants of my release. He slid his fingers toward my ass once more, using cum to lubricate me.

No one had ever been in my ass before, but I wasn’t nervous or worried about it.

The snippet in the shower was enough to tell me that I was going to love anal, and I couldn’t wait to be able to take both of my alphas at once. Eventually.

“It makes my wolf feral to know that your ass is going to be claimed by us for the first time,” Hunter rumbled, pressing his big finger inside me, my ass muscles resisting for only a few seconds.

“I don’t want to be an ass virgin any longer,” I said around a gasp, the need turning my brain to mush.

The air was thick with the alphas’ scents, and I grasped the back of Kellan’s head when he returned to my nipples, sliding the sensitive tip into his mouth once more.

“Relax,” Hunter ordered, as he slid his finger farther inside me, leaning down to lap at my clit.

My hips arched into his touch, and while there was a slight discomfort, the pleasure was greater… and different somehow. As my body loosened for him, Hunter added a second finger, and whatever resistance my ass had offered faded with each pleasurable thrust of his hand.

“She’s going to come again,” Kellan murmured, lifting his head to my mouth once more, as if he wanted to taste my release that way. The orgasm came barreling toward me, showing no mercy, and I screamed out incoherently as the two alphas held me between them.

When I was finally spent, Hunter slid his fingers from me, and there was a feral tilt to his gaze when he commanded, “Turn over and grab the head of the bed.”